D&D 5E [IC] Uller's Out of the Abyss

"They are lights from the gods that were called down to smite the ooze that attacked us..." Ezraen looks at the others, and tries to point out the sheen around the dissolving corpse, "Glabbagol, what are you?"

OOC: Is there something that I may be able to roll to identify this sheen?
 

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Surana keeps her eyes intently on the drow, but as Ezraen points out what he sees, understanding clicks.

"It said its purpose is absorbing, like the oozes. It's not a drow...it just absorbed one. It's ooze too!" Her grip on her swords tightens instinctively as she begins hurriedly looking around the drow, trying to determine how big the real creature must be.
 

Seeing Surana nervously gripping her sword, Ezraen steps forward, "Glabbagol, why haven't you attacked us, like the other one has? What do you want?"
 

"i am not ooze. i cannot even change my shape and the oozes never speak to me. i do not think they even can speak. i have not absorbed a drow. what makes you say that i have?"
 

"They are lights from the gods that were called down to smite the ooze that attacked us..." Ezraen looks at the others, and tries to point out the sheen around the dissolving corpse, "Glabbagol, what are you?"

OOC: Is there something that I may be able to roll to identify this sheen?

You can tell the drow is encased in something. You can make a nature or arcana check to see if you have heard of creatures like this.

"i do not know what gods are. why do they hate oozes? will they smite me?"
 

Surana still looks tense, but she's starting to look exasperated, too.

"Is there a way out of the everything, Glabbagol? That's all we want. A way out."
 

Ezraen smiles, "They do not hate oozes, but sometimes we call upon their power to aid us. The ooze attacked us, so we asked for their aid. You do not sound like you want to hurt us, so we would not ask the gods to hurt you."

Trying a different tactic, the paladin asks, "Have you eaten recently?"

OOC: Come one, baby!
[roll0]
 

This is getting stranger by the moment, thinks Erevan as he takes a closer look at Glabbagol.

"Are there more of you?" the elf asks the mysterious creature in a somewhat anxious way.

OOC: Perception: [roll0]
 

You have heard of creatures like this but don't know much about them. It appears to be a transparent creature that is shaped like the passage way. It looks almost like a cube of glass but wobbles like a jelly when it moves. Now that you have a good look at it, it is clear that it must have eaten the drow and it's mace.

"i do not know how to go into the out. are you from in the out? how did you get out of the out?" it says when Surana asks how to get out.

"i am all the glabbagols there are. i do not replicate like the oozes."
 

Ezraen mutters, "A gelatinous cube? Hmm..."

Turning to the others, "I heard of Glabbagol's kind before, some say they were created by a mad wizard to clean his dungeon. Who knows? I think they are referred to as 'gelatinous cubes', but I didn't know they could communicate..."

OOC: I hope that is okay... just kind of made some stuff up... I think that is what you were referring to when you described Glabs. :)
 

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